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Her arm hurt so badly it was almost numb, and she did not dare move it at all. Bo Leyao curled up in her seat, a trace of restraint in her eyes. Mr. Jingyao had been shot so many times and was seriously injured. How much pain must he have been in then? Bo Leyao could hardly imagine that kind of suffering. She stared out the window at the scenery rushing past, pedestrians, and trees
